30/04/2026
It’s been two years since this first photo was taken.
At the time, I was exhausted.
Emotionally and physically. I wasn’t choosing myself in so many ways.
Everything felt heavy, too much, and I knew something had to change.
I had to choose me, or I wouldn’t be able to function, for myself or for anyone else.
That photo was taken when I was at rock bottom, by someone who saw past the brokenness and encouraged me. They believed in me when I couldn’t see it myself, and I’m forever grateful for their love and support.
The second photo was taken in the same spot, two years later.
I’m not “there” yet.
I still have dips where I doubt myself.
I still feel overwhelmed at times.
I still get flare ups with my skin when I don’t look after myself or I put too much pressure on myself.
I still feel guilty when I rest sometimes.
But the baby steps over these two years have changed how I process and respond to things.
I notice when it’s getting too much.
I listen to my body.
I am getting better at saying no - and stickign to it (most of the time).
I’ve changed my environment, my workload, the people around me, and how I look after myself.
I’m a work in progress.
But I am making progress.
Sometimes it’s small steps forward, sometimes a few back.
But I come back to what I need.
And that’s what this is about.
Not perfection, just learning to listen, and respond.
If you’re in that space right now, you’re not on your own 🤍
Do you have people around you who support you?
And how are you choosing yourself, even in small ways?
